Milkplop is a indie-studio band from New Haven, CT. Dan Carrano and TJ Jackson write and record all the songs themselves and, having only 2 members in the band and never playing live, Milkplop is able to rapidly put out music faster than any band in the area. Three albums have already been released and the band has only been together since November 2012. Their forth album, Vol. 4: Anti-depressants, is being written and recorded as we speak. Every album is different, so look forward to a lot of fun and new ideas from the Ploppers.
"To the island", we said. The best laid plans of mice and men. Bobbing in the water, hugging god’s border, With eyes to the sky we relax for a while, and smile. Look up and see a mile become miles.
Fight or flight. Fight or flight. Boiling right beneath blatant blight I sigh, “They’re falling behind” In the back of my mind spawns the fact we might die. Then the paralyzing panic perspires Through osmosis I can tell they too know this now, direly. With saturated arms, cooked to the tooth While I’m treading with lead legs, I resign to the truth. Now the papers are all flying and I’m writing the headlines And inquiring “When will they find us?” I keep swallowing this dead grimy water Please father, won’t you help me dear mother? I’m wallowing weary while gulping another shot. And everyone I know is another rock in my pocket Charged opposite of the bottom of this godforsaken muck pit. 'Til I give in to that breath, that breath to accept death, And I’m fine as I close my eyes, peace arrives, But my head collides with the other side.
To the penning thieves With your loaded sleeves No one hears a sound. To the kleptophiles Uninspired, in denial: We’re gonna put you in the ground.
We watch the worms make faces Twitching mouths and eyes evasive. Choke the host, and read their pages Still take the brain to cover all the bases. Be their mouth now, without sanction, Stalk their talk, and bleed their patience. Leave nothing.
All you’ve ever seen Was just a branch new from a tree The deepest roots we’ve ever found. And when you touch the dial And send a current through the wires, You’re hearing every sound.